I just updated My International Slip Up, for anyone who's still reading.

Also, there will be memos coming soon about being able to buy my stories online in print / downloadable.

Stay tuned!

- julie.

My International Slip Up;fin. (but being re-furbished.)

Summary:I closed my eyes and massaged my temple, and tried my best to ignore my growling stomach. "Um, excuse me? Hello, miss. My name is Eric Williams." He emphasized his first and last name as if I was supposed to know who he was-- wait, Eric Williams?

Ten years after My International Slip Up, Amélie Byron is seventeen, and thinks a little too much. Not only that, but because of Ariella and Audrey's upbringing and natural wit, she also has quite a fiery tongue.

What happens when she meets Eric's little brother, Rhys Williams, whose distrust in women results in his natural distaste for people in general?

It's not easy to pretend you're in love for the sake of teenagers and housewives across the country but top footballer Lucas Goodspeed and shy, romantic Isobel Saunders soon discover that convincing themselves that they're not in love might be even harder. **Removed and now available on Amazon and Smashwords!**

She was a chubby, awkward outcast bullied by the mean students of Ashwood Academy. Their King -although handsome and rich- was the cruelest, and drove her away. Now Savannah is back, more beautiful than ever, and ready to exact revenge. *DISCONTINUED*

The moment Honey Smith sets foot in South Merritt Academy, she unknowingly becomes the target of an unspoken challenge, setting into motion a self-fulfilling prophecy that will forever change the lives of South Merritt’s Elite Five.

Sick of girls throwing themselves at his feet, Kyle Matthews is determined to hide himself as a geek at his new school. Penny Green has sworn off beautiful guys after her bestfriend broke her heart. Will Penny risk her heart again if she finds him out?

Seb was mortal, married in the human world. My boyfriend ran away with a pink eyed loon. And then he came into town, Lucian Boom. He fell from the sky, cursing my name and calling me a red haired midget spy. I hated him and was positive he hated me too.

REMOVED Katlyn, teased and made fun of all her life, meets a strange boy in a cafe. He offers her five wishes in return for herself, but as her wishes progress, they aren't what she expected. Now the boy owns her and worse yet; how will she get out of it?

On the summer of 1861, six year old Serena Fallows suffered humiliation in the hands of the Duke of Norton. So what's she supposed to do when they meet years after? Why, throw a shoe at one of the most respected gentlemen in English society of course!

I divert my own eyes from the tube of glittery pink gloss to look at the shaggy blonde headed genius staring at me from the other side of the bench. He puts a thump up, “Come on Avalon, smack on some of that and go dazzle them with your magic lips."

She was used to being unnoticed, that was nothing new. But when the mystery boy at school starts paying a shocking amount of attention to her, she's not quite sure what to do. Believe it? Deny it? Surely he couldn't really be into her...could he? REMOVED

His green orbs bore into mine as he grabbed me, slamming me back against the wall with more force than last time. His breath was ragged as he ran a hand down the length of my face, ending just below the band of my shorts.

."So your perfect boyfriend knocked up some other chick," he drawls and tugs at a raven lock "You have two options. One, play Fraulein Maria to this snafu, or..." And without letting him finish, Natalie promptly smacks the perverse smirk off his face.

“How about a movie? Saturday night? Just you and me.” I scowled. “How about you get the hell off my desk before I kick your fat ass off it?” He grinned at me, unfazed. “You just can’t get enough of my ass, can you?” ONESHOT

Oneshot. Belle's surefire ways to get a guy: 1, Write his name on your hand. 2, Lure him in with jelly beans. If it works for kids, it works for men. And 3, recite your many witty food analogies. He won't be able to resist.

COMPLETE! His name was Patrick Fitzpatrick, but he pulverized anyone who dared to call him that. He was an enigma, a mystery. Nobody knew anything completely true about him other than that he hated his name. But hey, I’d always liked solving mysteries.

Kaetlyn Worthing died in what can be quaintly termed as a freak accident. As a wandering ghost, invisible to the world, she pours her heart out to a man with the most intense, hazel eyes. Problem? He's a 'ghostbuster'.

ONE SHOT. Remy's boyfriend Matt is perfect in every way except one: he has an infuriating best friend named Jack who just loves to bother her. "Do you think I find joy in the fact that all I can ever think about is you, no matter how hard I try not to?"

Iris Locke's life revolves around Renaissance art and school - that is until she meets beautiful, rich and brilliant Otis Chevalier. The only problem? He's mute. Can Iris help Otis find his words? Or will their 'perfect' relationship go up in smoke?

ONE SHOT. “I heard you had a girlfriend. Kirk told me she was pretty.” Her voice was wobbly. “She’s beautiful,” he murmured. “Do you love her?” she asked after a pause. He said, “I’ll never love her like I loved you.” Suddenly, I couldn’t breathe.

They were the couple that everyone knew would never last, so it came as no surprise to anyone but her when they broke up. She was sure of their love, but she had no clue why he broke her heart, and he's sworn never to tell her...One-Shot

g'night psycho, I thought to myself. There was a split second where I wondered who I was talking to, the invisible boy spooning me from behind...or me..the girl who somehow managed to summon him back from the darkest corners of dream world.

[VERY LONG ONE SHOT] Abe Pruitt is going to improve the world, and she's doing it with sticky notes. Jack St. James is going to keep on being bothersome, and he looks good doing it, damn him. Doesn't it suck when the tables are turned? [EDITED]

What: Stranded. When: One screwed up summer vacation. Where: A deserted Island. How: Long story. Who: Me. And that guy who doesn’t really count because at this rate I’m gonna kill the jerk before we ever get rescued...

COMPLETE In nineteenth century London, it isn't considered proper for a young lady to send flowers to a healthy young bachelor. But when Adrian Morey receives a bouquet with a challenge, he can't help but be intrigued.

STORY REMOVED. I wanted him to look at me. I wanted him to sing to me. But no, this song was dedicated to a girl who he had never met and would probably never know. Oh God. I wanted to cry for him. Oneshot!

COMPLETE. I flew, literally, down the stairs, landing somewhat gracefully onto the floor, sliding across the wood into the room and diving behind the sofa, putting my back flat against it. Ahh, the things you can do when you're scared for your life.